This week of silence comes at a time in my life for reflection of the passing of an era in my family.  The last of a generation has passed.  She and her sisters (one was my mother) were the women of the “Greatest Generation.”  They were a gift from God who became our mothers and aunts.  They taught us the ancestral legacy of strength, faith and belief in a higher force. Belief in ourselves and how to be strong Americans, giving, loving, accepting and achieving our dreams.  Our fathers fought in WWII and made us proud, and the woman took care of the home front.  Thank you for giving of yourself and teaching us the same lessons we are learning in MKMMA.  We needed this reminder that even though we face hard times, we can be all we can be.

When the light begins to fade
And shadows fall across the sea
One bright star in the evening sky
Your love’s light leads me on my way

There’s a dream that will not sleep
A burning hope that will not die
So I must go now with the wind
And leave you waiting on the tide

Time to fly, time to touch the sky
One voice alone, a haunting cry
One song, one star burning bright
May it carry me through darkest night

Rain comes over the gray hills
And on the air, a soft goodbye
Hear the song that I sing to you
When the time has come to fly

When I leave and take the wind
And find the land that faith will bring
The brightest star in the evening sky
Is yours to find for me

Is yours to find for me